Up in Flames

by Eden Finley

I’m reminded of how things used to be when Sanden and I first met. Him being a sweet, goofy idiot, and me being … well, me. I don’t feel as awkward and out of place with him.

“I want to be happy.” “That’s something you’re going to have to find on your own. If you can’t be happy alone, I don’t think you’ll ever be happy in a relationship.”

You have these moments, these amazing moments where your personality shines so fucking bright, but as if realizing you’ve done something wrong, you shrink back into yourself,

There’s something about him that soothes me. Settles me, somehow.

You’ve made me realize that having a partner isn’t about end goals. It’s about making each other’s life fun. It’s going through experiences together. Growing together.

“You make me so happy,” I whisper. “That’s literally all I’ve ever wanted for you.